Cold wind blows from the north
Kicking the piles of dust
Shiny diamonds of this world covered in blamish and rust
Blind sheeps under the sheperd stick
Waiting for the knife in the end
All true values forgoten
All castles are turning to sand
The end is coming
Look around
Its already started
Cleansing
Renewal
Redemption
Redemption
Agony Agony
Since ancient times, the human race has been on a path of self-destruction
Listen to me people of all the earth
For the time of redemption has come
Times when the rivers will flow back and the heavens will fall to the ground.
Fire and death will sweep through all the lands
Everyone will receive according to his deeds
No one can hide from redemption
Retribution will come for everyone
Your riches won't save you because it's all dust
And you will turn to dust at the end
I heard the third beast say, Come and see.
And I beheld, and lo a black horse;
And he that sat on him had a pair of balances in his hand.
And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts say,
A measure of wheat for a penny, and three measures of barley for a penny;
And see thou hurt not the oil and the wine.
And when he had opened the fourth seal,
I heard the voice of the fourth beast say,
Come and see. And I looked, and behold a pale horse:
And his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell follow with him
If “atmospheric black metal” implies majestic comedowns and dramatic dynamics, this powerhouse instead constitutes anti-atmospheric black metal. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 23, 2021